THE MOUTH OF KRISHNA

There is the story of the infant Krishna, wrongly accused of eating a bit of dirt. His mother, Yashoda, scolds him: “You shouldn’t eat dirt, you naughty boy.” “But I haven’t,” says the unchallenged lord of all and everything, in spot disguised as a frightened human child. “Open your mouth,” orders Yashoda. Krishna opens his mouth and Yashoda gasps. She sees in Krisna’s mouth the whole complete entire timeless universe, all the stars and planets of space and the distance between them, all the lands and seas of the earth and the life in them; she sees all the days of yesterday and all the days of tomorrow; she sees all ideas and all emotions, all pity and all hope, and the three strands of matter; not a pebble, candle, creature, village or galaxy is missing, including herself and every bit of dirt in its truthful place. “My Lord, you can close your mouth,” she says reverently.

In any part of the universe there is a whole universe – Hamlet saw the infinite space in a nutshell; William Blake saw a world in a grain of sand, a heaven in a wildflower, and eternity in an hour. Humans are the universe pretending to be isolated individuals. Our reality, as we know it, is the result of what is observed, the beholder, and his point of view. Therefore, lines of thought such as the Western and Asian ones create different realities from a common universe.

The connection of everything, the multiplicity of the universe, the infinitude of the cosmos and the impermanence are some of the realities of our existence that we represent with this work.
Albarrán Cabrera